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This morning, right before I woke, I had a dream ... and I remembered it. Very rare. I just awoke and decided to run half naked into the library and write this down before it escapes me. Poor Flex asks me every day if I had any dreams and I always respond, "None that I remember." He will be so pleased.
I was on some kind of class trip. There were lots of teenagers. It kind of reminded me of my 8th grade class trip, but the people were unfamiliar and the setting was different. There were definitely teachers there in the beginning, and I almost think I may have been one of the chaperone's. Later, it was time to go to bed. We were in a large building. We had one floor to ourselves, it reminded me of a school hall. It was large, wide and lots of smaller rooms jutting off it with a huge ladies room at one end. The rooms were like hotel room suites with little kitchens. I was assigned a cot in the hallway along with some other people. I sat down on my cot and I heard a familiar voice say, "Hey Carol." It was Mary. I was glad to see her because I didn't really know anyone else. Then a band started playing and I thought it may have been Fortune Cookie because Mary was there to watch with me, but it wasn't. I don't know who they were, but they were pretty good. At some point I had to go to the bathroom, so I left the cot and went to the ladies room. It was huge, like a ballroom, with stalls all around the perimeter. There were a few girls in there at the mirror fixing their makeup. I went to a corner stall and the toilet was plugged. I opened each stall and all of them had some kind of problem. I went to the room next to the bathroom and it was someone I remember from high school sitting on the bed. The door was open to I went in and greeted her and commented on the fact that she had a suite to stay in. How very fortunate. Then I asked if I could use her bathroom because all the others seemed broken. She said "no" and that I should try the last stall. I humphed and thought that it was typical of someone I went to high school with to deny me a favor. I went back into the ladies room and looked in the last stall and it seemed usable. I went in and did my thing. While I was still in the stall, someone came running into the bathroom. Then a Samuel L. Jackson Pulp Fiction looking man stormed in slamming the door open and standing there holding a gun and barking orders. I decided to stay in the stall and wait it out. Eventually, he went away and I cam out. Something made me look in the corner stall and I found a man that looked like Ted Danson sitting on the floor allowing a 2 year old to take a bath in the toilet. How odd, I thought. But, odder still that I burst in on them so I decided to compliment him by noting that the baby had his hair. I returned to my cot and found a bunch of old school notebooks under my pillow. Mary was still on the cot next to me and the band was still playing, but I decided that since they weren't Fortune Cookie, I would wander down the hall. I found a large classroom pre-school classroom room at the end of the hall. I could still hear the band playing and I decided to sit down on the rug next to George and Morgana. We chatted for a while and then a small baby bear, kind of golden brown, toddled by us and began climbing a tree in the room. The baby wasn't having a lot of luck because it was a realistic looking plaster tree like they make for interior decor. The bear seemed determined to climb so the three of us just watched. The baby looked around and grabbed a huge snake by the neck, climbed a couple of feet up the tree and then wrapped part of the snake around the trunk intending to use it as a foothold for climbing. I thought it was pretty clever of him but awfully dangerous and the snake looked like he was working up a good anger. I stood up and tried to tell the bear to run. The bear heard me and did run, right toward me. Then the snake uncoiled and came after the bear. The bear ran fast and disappeared down the hall, then the snake turned to me and I started running down the hall screaming, "help!" Nobody seemed interested that I was going to be bitten by this huge, dangerous snake. Just when I was cornered and staring into the eyes of this snake about to strike, George came out of the high school girl's room with a pistol and shot the snake. That's when I awoke.
I was on some kind of class trip. There were lots of teenagers. It kind of reminded me of my 8th grade class trip, but the people were unfamiliar and the setting was different. There were definitely teachers there in the beginning, and I almost think I may have been one of the chaperone's. Later, it was time to go to bed. We were in a large building. We had one floor to ourselves, it reminded me of a school hall. It was large, wide and lots of smaller rooms jutting off it with a huge ladies room at one end. The rooms were like hotel room suites with little kitchens. I was assigned a cot in the hallway along with some other people. I sat down on my cot and I heard a familiar voice say, "Hey Carol." It was Mary. I was glad to see her because I didn't really know anyone else. Then a band started playing and I thought it may have been Fortune Cookie because Mary was there to watch with me, but it wasn't. I don't know who they were, but they were pretty good. At some point I had to go to the bathroom, so I left the cot and went to the ladies room. It was huge, like a ballroom, with stalls all around the perimeter. There were a few girls in there at the mirror fixing their makeup. I went to a corner stall and the toilet was plugged. I opened each stall and all of them had some kind of problem. I went to the room next to the bathroom and it was someone I remember from high school sitting on the bed. The door was open to I went in and greeted her and commented on the fact that she had a suite to stay in. How very fortunate. Then I asked if I could use her bathroom because all the others seemed broken. She said "no" and that I should try the last stall. I humphed and thought that it was typical of someone I went to high school with to deny me a favor. I went back into the ladies room and looked in the last stall and it seemed usable. I went in and did my thing. While I was still in the stall, someone came running into the bathroom. Then a Samuel L. Jackson Pulp Fiction looking man stormed in slamming the door open and standing there holding a gun and barking orders. I decided to stay in the stall and wait it out. Eventually, he went away and I cam out. Something made me look in the corner stall and I found a man that looked like Ted Danson sitting on the floor allowing a 2 year old to take a bath in the toilet. How odd, I thought. But, odder still that I burst in on them so I decided to compliment him by noting that the baby had his hair. I returned to my cot and found a bunch of old school notebooks under my pillow. Mary was still on the cot next to me and the band was still playing, but I decided that since they weren't Fortune Cookie, I would wander down the hall. I found a large classroom pre-school classroom room at the end of the hall. I could still hear the band playing and I decided to sit down on the rug next to George and Morgana. We chatted for a while and then a small baby bear, kind of golden brown, toddled by us and began climbing a tree in the room. The baby wasn't having a lot of luck because it was a realistic looking plaster tree like they make for interior decor. The bear seemed determined to climb so the three of us just watched. The baby looked around and grabbed a huge snake by the neck, climbed a couple of feet up the tree and then wrapped part of the snake around the trunk intending to use it as a foothold for climbing. I thought it was pretty clever of him but awfully dangerous and the snake looked like he was working up a good anger. I stood up and tried to tell the bear to run. The bear heard me and did run, right toward me. Then the snake uncoiled and came after the bear. The bear ran fast and disappeared down the hall, then the snake turned to me and I started running down the hall screaming, "help!" Nobody seemed interested that I was going to be bitten by this huge, dangerous snake. Just when I was cornered and staring into the eyes of this snake about to strike, George came out of the high school girl's room with a pistol and shot the snake. That's when I awoke.
